Otherwise, you can find another savior.

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Beneath the torn permafrost, scalding heat surges forth.

As Shiomi finished his attack, he performed his great magic trick.

Scorching lava surged from the cracks in the frozen ground, instantly engulfing the mammoth's four legs and rendering the scalded beast unable to move freely. If it didn't immediately leap out of the lava, it would soon be swallowed whole.

Ivan the Terrible was also planning to do the same, but his time was up.

From the very beginning, Chaldea launched a full-scale attack on the Russian Lostbelt without reservation.

Fighting alone would be too time-consuming, and tide Jian didn't have the leisure for that, so he decisively joined forces with them to fight.

Ivan the Terrible's first Noble Phantasm, the 3000 Black Dog Hunters near Moscow who were comparable to low-ranking Servants, have been routed by the Chaldea frontline forces led by Melsin.

When the Thunder Emperor awoke, less than a quarter of the hunters remained, and they were dismissed the moment he awoke.

“It’s about time you fell asleep again, King of the Russian Lostbelt,” Morgan murmured. “May you disappear here along with your erroneous history.”

The dark clouds suddenly shifted and changed, becoming like a deep, dark lake.

This was Morgan's all-out attack, the result of time and preparation.

“My march continues forever, and the beast of the gods will crush everything. ‘The beast that accompanies me on my journey’ (Zveri Krestnyy Khod).

Ignoring the pain and despair he was in, Ivan the Terrible decisively concentrated his remaining power on his massive body, which served as his second Noble Phantasm.

The elephant's trunk and tusks converge, gathering all its magic power before launching it in one breath.

"There is no terror, no hope, only death like a sinner, and there is absolutely no way to pass through... 'the unattainable ideal land'!"

From the dark surface of the lake, an even larger beam of light descended, instantly crushing Ivan the Terrible's Noble Phantasm.

Endless light enveloped this massive, mountain-like body.

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Chapter One: Embarking on the Journey

"How is the situation?"

In the corridor of Storm Border, Shiomi and Romani, who had just come out of the confinement room, bumped into Olga Marie, who happened to be there to check on the situation.

She saw two people come out of the room and immediately went up to them to ask them questions.

"The person has woken up, but has been refusing to reveal too much information." Romani said helplessly, "The person is fine, after all, there was no injury, but he was controlled by a suggestion and passed out."

After defeating Ivan the Terrible, the king of the Russian Lostbelt, Morgan personally led Chaldea to dismantle and cut down the Imaginary Tree.

After that, the unconscious Kadoc was taken back to StormBorder and locked in a solitary confinement cell in the ship's cabin.

Of course, what is called a solitary confinement cell is actually just a small single room with only a bed and a few personal items.

After all, when designing the interior of the ship, the warship itself was more like an ark for apocalyptic voyage, so naturally there would be no rooms specifically for holding prisoners.

Moreover, Kadoc's current position is quite delicate.

On one hand, he betrayed Pan-Human History along with Kilshtalia, participated in the whitewashing of human history, and managed the Lostbelt Hidden Ones with Lostbelt Servants; on the other hand, he was not directly involved in the destruction of Antarctic Chaldea and is not the first person to be held accountable.

With the death of his Servant, Caster Anastasia, in a sense, the score between Kadoc and Chaldea has been settled.

“Really…” Olga Marie hesitated, “But is this alright?”

"It's alright, it's alright. Although he refused to reveal information about other Lostbelts and Hidden Ones, he ate the food I made quite well. Don't worry about him going on a hunger strike." Shiomi waved her hand, reassuring Olga Marie.

Olga Marie was both amused and exasperated: "Uh, I mean... if other Hidden Ones, or followers who call themselves alien apostles, come to rescue Kadoc, wouldn't that mean Storm Border could be at war with them at any moment?"

“Then let them come if they want.” Shiomi’s expression suddenly sharpened. “In the last war in the Fairy Kingdom, the Servant who called himself Koyanskaya originally planned to snipe me from the high ground outside Camelot City.”

However, after realizing that Shiomi was not a target she could kill, Koyanskaya gave up her plan and then disappeared without a trace.

Shiomi speculates that a Servant related to an alien god like Koyanskaya should have the means to move between different Lostbelts, so she must have left ahead of time when she saw that the Britannian Lostbelt was about to be destroyed.

“Koyanskaya? I remember she was Mr. Gordev Mujik’s secretary…” Romani recalled.

“So, Kadoc is the bait?” Olga Marie understood Shiomi’s intention. “However, Servants can become spirits. If there are Assassins among them who can hide their presence, they could very well bypass Nemo’s control over the warship and infiltrate it.”

"Does the director mean to assign someone to keep watch or patrol around this area?" Romani asked.

Shiomi also thought it was feasible: "Then let Bagst or Melsin do this job? Although they are fairies, they can be trusted overall, and their combat power is no less than that of excellent Servants."

“Yes, I’ll explain it to them separately later.” Olga Marie nodded.

The reason why I'm not worried about Kadoc escaping is quite simple: Shiomi used Primal Runes to seal Kadoc's magic circuits, preventing him from exerting effective combat power.

The three turned and started walking towards the bridge.

"But to be honest, it wasn't all for naught," Romani said in a relaxed tone. "Although Kadoc refused to reveal too much information, he at least told us that he was the Hidden One for the other Lostbelts."

After all, it was just a matter of making them match their names with their identities.

Hinako Akuta from the Chinese Lostbelt, Ophelia from the Nordic Lostbelt, Peperoncino from the Indian Lostbelt, Kirshtalia from the Greek Lostbelt, and Debit from the South American Lostbelt.

Through what Kadoc revealed during the meal, Chaldea was able to match the remaining Group A Masters with the locations of the remaining Lostbelts.

"Considering the situation so far, I think that this time, just like the Human Order Burning incident, we cannot simply start from the depth of the Lostbelt and directly choose the Lostbelt with the lower measurement value to solve it," Romani further stated.

Before entering the Russian Lostbelt, Chaldea used the Atlas Institute technology provided by Sion to detect the remaining six Lostbelts, analyze the residual values ​​of pan-human history within them, and assess the depth of the Lostbelts.

Especially after entering Britain, in-depth data collection was carried out within the country, which made the assessment methods in this regard more complete.

Compared to the Russian Lostbelt, which has a Lostbelt depth of only D, Britain, having had its Imaginary Tree decomposed by Morgan and transformed into a Lostbelt World, has a Lostbelt depth of EX, which is immeasurable.

In reality, Chaldea was the first to "solve" the problem of Britain, followed by Russia.

Regarding the remaining Lostbelts, whether the depth of the Lostbelt should be the sole criterion for judgment is a question that Romani questions.

After all, unlike singularities, the biggest variable in Lostbelts is each and every hidden individual.

—Even including Shiomi.

It is precisely because Shiomi himself is not obsessed with maintaining the Lostbelt or destroying Pan-Human History that he cares about everything Morgan does.

Finally, after Morgan abandoned maintaining Lostbelt, he was able to turn around and stand on Chaldea's side, resolving the crisis in Britain in one fell swoop, and even the crisis that the Naraku Insects might cause the planet to collapse.

"So, Romani, you mean you want to start with the remaining Hidden Ones to decide which Lostbelt to deal with next?" Olga Marie crossed her arms and unconsciously bit her thumb. "Let's leave the teacher aside for now. The Russian Lostbelt was caught off guard after all... Given the situation, the other Hidden Ones might already be on guard..."

tide Jian reached out and stopped her: "You still need to correct this habit. Your fingernails are quite pretty, but you've bitten them crookedly. You'll have to find a way to fix them later."

"Ah... um." Olga Marie blushed slightly and nodded gently in agreement.

“Let’s think about the next Lostbelt some more,” Shiomi said. “Although it hasn’t been long since you left the Wandering Sea and came out, I feel that staying on a blank Earth all the time isn’t good for everyone’s mental health. Could we consider going back to the Wandering Sea first?”

"That's right. The teacher hasn't seen our new Chaldea yet."

Olga Marie suddenly realized, and then fell into new thoughts.

Chapter Two is titled "The Elder Sister's Throne".

While resolving the Lostbelts and whitewashing humanity are urgent matters, they are not major issues that can be rushed.

In Shiomi's view, the emergence of the whitewashing of human reason is likely under the watchful eyes of the gods outside the world.

Odin was the most concerned among them, and even personally intervened to help him, the one chosen by Mooncell, overcome one difficulty after another, and even bestowed upon him Noble Phantasms such as Gungnir and the Needle.

If BB weren't here, Xijian would have asked herself about her true origins, whether she was actually Odin's illegitimate child or something similar.

But on second thought, although that god had some romantic affairs in the legends, compared to Zeus, who was like a stallion in mythology, he could still be praised for his upright character.

Therefore, Shiomi rejected this possibility.

After parting ways with Romani and Olga Marie in front of the bridge, he pondered this neither-great-necessary-necessary-necessary-question alone as he returned to his room, only to find Morgan idly passing the time in the corridor, looking rather bored.

"Uh... why are we outside? It's too stuffy in the room?" Xi Jian walked up to her and took her hand. "Want to come with me to the deck for some fresh air?"

“No, that’s not the issue.” Morgan looked unusually conflicted.

According to tide Jian's understanding, the problem troubling Morgan now is both significant and not fatal. He has to face it, but he has no way of coming up with a reasonable solution.

This led her to choose to escape, which was quite unusual for her.

Or rather, she can finally choose to "escape," hide outside the room to think, or give up thinking altogether.

"Could it be that Master and Artoria are using the British affair to put you down?" Shio asked, amused.

They actually talked about this topic quite a lot in private, both in and out of bed, but it didn't require serious discussion.

“It has nothing to do with them… no, it’s not exactly unrelated.” Morgan rubbed his temples. “After all, the problem was started by Artoria from the beginning, and Scáthach fanned the flames.”

"So, what exactly is the problem?" Shio asked.

Before he could finish speaking, Morgan went around behind him and pushed him into the room.

As soon as the perfectly soundproof automatic door opened, Xijian saw an unusually "lively" scene.

Bawan Xi and Sakura looked like they were about to clash, but instead of a magic battle, they were competing against each other with stacks of building blocks on the table.

Most of the building blocks have been removed, leaving the blocks scattered and teetering on the brink of collapse at the slightest disturbance.

Sakura's concentration was higher than ever before; she was searching for the piece that could be pulled out without causing the entire block structure to collapse.

Xi Jian was pushed through the door by Morgan, just as she touched the right spot.

A breeze so faint it could be ignored became the key to victory or defeat.

Before Shiki could react, the Lego Building collapsed with a crash, leaving only Sakura, clutching one of the blocks, standing there dumbfounded.

"Great! It's my victory! I'm the older sister!"

Bawan Shi raised his arms and celebrated happily.

"What are you doing?" tide Jian sensed trouble brewing.

Although she had a pretty good idea of ​​what tricks they were up to, Shiomi wanted to turn around and run away, but Morgan pushed her back, preventing her from moving.

"Ah, Dad." Sakura greeted Shio, but her expression was unusually not very happy.

Clearly, the defeat in the game just now was a bigger blow to her.

“Father, we were just holding a ‘battle for the throne of our sister’.” Bawan Xi fanned himself with his palm, beaming with joy. “Thanks to your support, I was able to win this battle.”

"I'm so glad you're having so much fun." tide Jian squinted her eyes, trying to smile awkwardly but gently.

He had been worried that Bawan Xi would not adapt well to the outside world after leaving the Fairy Kingdom, but reality had clearly told him that he didn't need to worry.

For Bavan Shi, what mattered was never power or status, but her parents.

She lost nothing because of the destruction of Britain, and she was never saddened.

This is also part of being a fairy, and who knows what the benefits might be.

On the other hand, unlike the very happy Bawan Xi, Sakura leaned against the cushions in frustration, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Playing games that require intense concentration can easily make you break a sweat.

“So, in that case, among the teacher’s children, Bavan Shi is the eldest sister, right?” Grey tried to report the result.

tide Jian thought to herself, "Just as I thought."

Most of the time, it started with some trivial details, but it eventually escalated into a debate about who the older sister was.

In terms of the order of their lives, Sakura was with Shiomi earlier, but in terms of age, Bavan Shi, who has lived in Britain for over 2000 years, should actually be the older sister.

Even Morgan couldn't persuade them, so he hid outside the room to wait for the result before the contest began.

Simply because she cannot completely favor either side.

"Is that really the case?" Scáthach looked at Shiomi with amusement. "If my beloved student hadn't barged into the room and caused the airflow to disrupt the balance of the blocks, the outcome would have been uncertain."

Shiomi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he silently pleaded with Scáthach to say less.

Just now, Master probably teased them in the same way, which sparked this competition.

“Wouldn’t that be a bit unfair?” Artoria said.

“To be honest, yes…” Caster was playing chess with the King of Knights.

Kaster has learned the rules, but he is no match for his other "self" at all, and even forgets to move his pieces because he can't help but focus on the "duel".

“Let’s do it again then. It’s perfect that Dad and Mom are here.” Karen smiled happily. “Having the two of you here as witnesses and judges will make the result more convincing.”